grieving over "smokey" 12 year old male GSD - Page 2

You must hold your head up & carry on, it's what your GSD would have done. Keep smiling & dream of the day you'll be reunited. I now must try to be good enough to go to Heaven, for I know my Kali is there, & if not, I want to go where ever she went, my sweetest angel. jackie harris

my mom is supposed to move in with me soon so her and my bf said once she does we can get a "baby smokey" that alone gives me hope to get through this.  he wasnt neutered and most the time he wouldnt stay in the yard but would be standing on the front porch.....the on going joke was that "he was looking for some booty" so now the joke is "hes getting some booty" these things and all the comments here have helped me so much!!! i still keep crying cuz he would follow me into my art room and chew my rug....hed follow me in the closet while i tried to chose outfits....he followed me everywhere so now i miss climbing over him. he never chewed bones but hed bury them so now i smile when i walk around the yard cuz i think of all the creative spots he hid them. i misss him sooo much and i cant stop crying but its nice to know hes up there waiting for me

his socks =]

superstyna, I'm so sorry for your loss.

I always say, better a day to soon, than a day too late. Even last night I cried a bit over my dear cat who I lost last July, he was only 4 years old. It's such an awful thing to lose a friend.
The pain will lessen in time.

*hugs*

i am so sorry for your loss i know what you mean i lost my dog after 11 years one day my dog started coughing all of a sudden that day but other wise seemed fine i went out for a couple of hours came back and he could hardly move he was always fall of life i managed to get him out side he walked down the garden then suddenly collapsedon the floor and wouldnt move i quickly picked him up and took him to the vets they took him in a room then came back to tell me there was nothing they could do for him he had a tumor in is stomach i was shocked the day before he was fine running everywere just as normal we had to have him put down there and then i thought i was only taking him for some sort of check up they would give him something and he would be fine i was gutted i felt as if my arm was cut off the house didnt feel the same without him after 11 years for weeks after i thought i could still here him and see him out the corner of my eye i even used to call him forgetting he wasnt there it will get easyer it just takes time and now i have fond memorys of my dog ben i still miss him every day but its easyer i hope you start to think of the good times you had with your smokey and they make you smile again much love sent to you x

Sorry for your loss!  Don't second guess your decision, it was made with Smokey's well being in mind and that was the right choice.  It never is an easy choice to make no matter how many time you have to do it.  

(The Last Battle

If it should be that I grow frail and weak,

And pain should keep me from my sleep,

Then will you do what must be done,

For this, the last battle, can't be won.

 

You will be sad I understand,

But don't let grief then stay your hand,

For on this day, more than the rest,

Your love and friendship must stand the test.

 

We have had so many happy years,

You wouldn't want me to suffer so.

When the time comes, please, let me go.

Take me to where to my needs they'll tend,

Only, stay with me till the end

 

And hold me firm and speak to me,

Until my eyes no longer see.

I know in time you will agree,

It is a kindness you do to me.

Although my tail its last has waved,

From pain and suffering I have been saved.

 

Don't grieve that it must be you,

Who has to decide this thing to do;

We've been so close,we two, these years,

Don't let your heart hold any tears.

 

Author Unknown 


 

Here's a couple more for you, I don't know the authors:

 

I Am Not There

Do not stand at my grave and weep,

I am not there. I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.

I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

I am the gentle autumn's rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush,

I am the swift uplifting rush

of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there, I did not die.







Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Everything remains as it was.
The old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by the old familiar name.
Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no sorrow in your tone.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effort
Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was.
There is unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well. Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting, when we meet again.